The Harley rumbled, the weather fumbled...thanks Mother Nature.

Yeah, that's right...it fumbled. You know you would think after living here my whole life I wouldn't be so ignorant of New England weather. You know, all that talk of 'Global Warming' make me think that Spring just might show up a little sooner, but noooooooo!
We hit 56 degrees on Wednesday, it was the 1 year anniversary of the 1st ride on my Harley. You know I couldn't help myself. Yeah, I know what you are all saying: "The roads are horrible, still covered with sand, potholes, salt, etc." Well boo-hoo on you! It was great and even though it was great, it was perhaps the worst tease in a long time. You see, Mother Nature saw a middle aged man, enjoying the sun and smiling a mile wide as he pulled his Harley Davidson Road King out of the garage. She saw the joy in his eyes as pulled out of his driveway. I think that it ticked her off a bit, it made her mad that he did not appreciate the triumphant return of winter. A season she had been slacking off on over the past few years, but decided to bring back with a vengeance. Piling the snow, freezing the thermometer, ramping up for a great mud season in the spring. Yes, she was angry this man did not admire her work of that season and deemed him too eager to turn the page. She sat back and decided to remind him who ran the show. She gave to him one more day of mid 50 degree weather and sun, a day he could not enjoy because his evil employers made him drive to Massachusetts for work that day.....but that is another tale for another time.
The following day, being the greatest day of the week....Friday....she decided to pummel this man's area of the country with SNOW and freezing rain.
She was ruthless. But she was not done...you see on Saturday she decided to keep the air below freezing all day, so that white hell that she spread out before him would be there all weekend, mocking the joy he had found just a few days earlier.

THIS:

IS MORE LIKE THIS:

Ok, so I might have gone a little overboard, but can you get what I am throwing down here?

Oh well. I just needed to get that out there. Till next time....

"In the Halls of Justice, the only justice is in the halls." --Lenny Bruce

All work and too much play.....

....really kicks my ass! Long gone are those days of resiliency when I could keep going for days on end. Long gone are the days of "The 86" for those of you that were fortunate enough to be part of that time frame. The working long hours and playing into the late night and thinking you will work like normal the next day are quickly fading. Fridays become the hardest day of the week for me when 'Dart Night' is Thursday. I only hope for a 'weather day', but never seem to get one. It ends up being the busiest day of the whole week. Some day I will realize that I am not 22 any more and get with the program..............................Nah, what fun would that be!

Anyway, not alot going on lately. The weather is warming, the time change has made the daylight hang around and I believe it won't be long until the Harley rumbles back out onto the road. I can hardly wait. Bapple & I talk here and there about packing it up in a couple more years once I achieve Journeyman ranks and 'journeying' somewhere we can ride our bike year round. I have been a New Englander all my life. Hell, I was born as far north as you can get in the lower 48 states, which by the way makes EVERYONE a flat-lander to me! So, with each winter, I am growing tired of the extreme cold and the snow, which by the way made a triumphant return with record setting snowfall this year. The type of year that really make me happy I live somewhere that NEVER gets plowed out! So, I hope to find a warm place, with no helmet laws and in need of a lineman. What do you think?

On another note, I have been fortunate enough to reconnect with old friends that I have not really seen in years. Now, they don't live far away, and never have, but peoples lives change as they get older and different circumstances arise and next thing you know, you fall out of touch. So, I have been privileged to be able to get together with some of the old Sunapee crew a few times over the past month and it has been great. The old proverbial 'walk down memory lane'. You learn as people grow, they change, but the core of that personality is still there and it is fun to reconnect. Thanks to Crispy & Corey and my wife for being persistent enough to get me off my ass and out to socialize... even if it is until the wee hours.



Until the next time.......

"I can get a good look at a T-bone by sticking my head up a bull's ass, but I'd rather take a butcher's word for it." --Chris Farley ~ Tommy Boy